Retreat!
I’m not sure if “Retreat!” is the key to releasing myself from this perpetual pattern interrupt, but I’m ready to give it a try. And if it turns out that this is just a fancy way to decorate the ever-extending liminal spaces, I’ll take a retreat alone over there in that corner, a pampered retreat by the window, please, a friends’ retreat in the middle seems right, and we can polish it off with a learning retreat right here up front.
Better before
Recovery
Open letter to a lost friend: Six Dollars and a Deadly Secret
I had known you for twenty years, but in ten months, I learned I didn’t know you at all.
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